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Post by L Y N X ! on Dec 13, 2008 9:55:52 GMT -5
A black form slunk threw the snow-blanketed forest, brown eyes flashing in the dull light that managed to go through the overcast above. Steam arose from flared nostrails as the creature exhailed, relieving it's lungs from an icy breath before taking in another.
Alixr walked through the quiet forest, the only sound was his daggar-falls and the faint cry of the chilling winds as they moaned through the trees, shaking the branches free from some snow and frost. His attenchion was divided; half searching for danger, half searching for mares. The predator went along as silently as he could, as so if he stumbled apon a fae, she wouldn't know he was there if she wasn't paying attenchion until he was right there. He flicked his whipcord along his rump and strained his raddars for any sound, hunting.
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Post by Itasca[Tazz] on Dec 13, 2008 17:21:43 GMT -5
Digger walked into the lands not knowing what to expect. She was new and knew nothing of this place. Somewhere around here, there must be some sort of civilization. she could smell other equines. Her tiara tiled and swayed as she walked. She inhaled deeply letting the toxic scent of another fill her lungs. It was one of a male. She wondered if he would be friendly. She picked up a pace or two still wondering where she was, putting herself deeper into this mess. She stopped when she knew he was near. She would let him find her. It was almost like a cat and mouse game. She banner floated in the wind. The crystals that covered the ground was spread all over and falling ever so slowly from the heavens above. She was curious on who she would meet here and where she was.
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Post by L Y N X ! on Dec 13, 2008 17:35:09 GMT -5
Alixr pricked his ears as the perfume of a fae registered in the air, and he stood for a moment, taking in information. He snorted and lifted his daggars high as he weaved through the trees, snow being stirred and blown around in the wind. The stag stopped Digger and didn't stop moving towards her, a grin on his kissers. "Ello, love. Lost? Or here for a reason?" he asked in a sweet voice, slowly beginning to circle her, still drinking in her scent. He arched his neck and raised an eyebrow, looking her over with a brown orb behind a certain of mane.
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Post by Itasca[Tazz] on Dec 13, 2008 18:09:23 GMT -5
Digger began to relax. She was safe wasn't she. well, I am lost. Do you know where i am at? She looked into his optics with great curiosity. She watched the figure circle around her like she was prey of some sort. Wait... This couldn't be.. But was it? Digger immediately tightened her figure. She stood tall. She realized where she was. She knew why he was looking at her. She whipped around to face him. She was not use to such treatment. She was princess. And he was no Prince. This wasn't her way. No she always got her way. No.. Not Even. Don't even think about it she hissed at him.
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Post by L Y N X ! on Dec 13, 2008 18:21:17 GMT -5
Alixr let out a laugh and smirked at Digger as she finally realized where she was. Faes don't have a good sense of direction, do they? Well, you could say better for the studs around here. He paused on the side of her, running his velvet muzzle down her spine in a swift lick. "C'mon, hon. Don't be that way! Now, we could do this the easy way, or the hard way. Your choice. " he said, still in a gentle voice. His tail flicked calmly, though he was ready to pounce if his 'mouse' should try to escape him. Slim chance, though; The cat always catches the mouse, eh? He swiveled his raddars, waiting for her answer or actions.
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Post by Itasca[Tazz] on Dec 13, 2008 19:40:32 GMT -5
Diggers auds swiveled with confusion. This was not going to be easy. there is never an simple soultion to a complicated problem. She tucked her banner deeply in between the sides of her hind pillars. Her optics gave him a long cold hard stare to try and break this trace. But after a few minutes, this attempt failed. Neither. I think I'll pass on your offer She knew this wouldn't work. So she went straight to plan B so there would be no trouble. She bolted straight back the way she came. Or atleast she thought she came this way ,but the terrain looked more unfamiliar as she passed. she knew it was over. But she wouldn't give up. The cat always gets the mouse unless you are Tom and Jerry. This just might be the case.. Probably not though. She was trying to be Jerry
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Post by L Y N X ! on Dec 13, 2008 20:06:40 GMT -5
Alixr rolled his eyes in annoyance. "No isn't an option," he said, docking his raddars. And then she was off, trying to escape. The stag reared for a moment and bolted off after her, taking long strides to try and catch the fleeing fae. With his well-equiped form and his knowlage of this patch of territory allowed him to catch up without too much effort. He swerved and disapeared in the trees for a second, searching his memory. Ah, the ridge! Alixr smirked and turned again, though still on the mare's trail, only parallel to her and slightly ahead, and jumped off a small ridge, ran a short distance and slid to a stop right infront of her, though the cost might leave a real pain the the morning.
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Post by Itasca[Tazz] on Dec 13, 2008 20:28:37 GMT -5
Digger stopped mystified. she knew she was in for it now. So.. Its you again. What do you want? She hissed innocently. Digger was not going to be sweet any more. If you think i am just going to give you what you want. Your wrong. I don't think i want to give it to you. She smirk and stomped her fore-pillar in annoyance. This was not her Prince.
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Post by L Y N X ! on Dec 13, 2008 20:45:57 GMT -5
Alixr flicked his tail, arching an eye-brow at the mare. She had spunk, as you could say. The stallion gave his head a shake, his orbs rolling. "Yes, me again," he said curtly in reply, watching her as the words rolled out of her kissers. He didn't reply to the last thing she said, just snorted and looked away from her. He was quiet for a minute, then,"You know, actually, I don't think you're worth it. Maybe I'll find another that won't be bitchy. G'day.", turning away with a flick of his tail. He began to trot off, leaving the Barb fae without a second glance, his mane bouncing on his strong neck in-tune to his hoof-falls.
[[Mwahhaa, how does she like THAT? >D]]
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Post by Itasca[Tazz] on Dec 13, 2008 20:58:05 GMT -5
In this case, She was Jerry. She had won the battle over the silly little mouse. Oh, I am sorry if i was to much to handle for you. Did i scare you. What a soft hearted stag. Are you leaving to go cry to your mommy now. Digger decided she would follow hm. she laugh as she took a step toward him. She must have really sacred hm to make him run like this. It was just a little game. Looks like Digger came out on top. In a game of life. Digger would win unless he had a good come-back. Which still could be possible. She followed wondering where he was headed off to. He stocked her, she stalked him.
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Post by L Y N X ! on Dec 13, 2008 21:08:02 GMT -5
Alixr heaved a sigh, a cloud of steam floating from his kissers. He ignored her insults though, its just what a typical bitch would do, I guess, right? He picked up a smooth canter, stretching out his neck slightly. He glanced at her for a fraction of a second. Still, following, eh? The stag rolled his eyes and skidded to a hault on the frosty ground, turning to face her. "So, can't take being rejected, huh? You have your chance to leave, take it," he snarled coldly, his raddars flattening, looming his head high above hers easily because of his 18.2 height. He flicked his banner up like a cracking whip, waiting for some reaction out of her.
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Post by Itasca[Tazz] on Dec 13, 2008 22:04:27 GMT -5
He was forbidden for her now. If her father found out about this, he would murder her, but he wasn't here. She knew she would go to hell. Maybe there she would finally meet her sister. Sorry If i scared you. I do that a lot. But right now i need a reason to be here. So if you want me, come and get me. After all you were here first. She loosened her grip on her banner. Letting her haunches relax. She smirked. A forbidden fruit she had to have. She needed a taste of him in her.
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Post by L Y N X ! on Dec 14, 2008 9:57:59 GMT -5
Alixr was surprised that the femme had a sudden change of mind; he would never understand them, would he? He returning grin played on his kissers, his ears pricking as she relaxed her tight hold on her banner and haunches. He let a shiver of slight excitement rack his body, and said,"I suppose I was first.." The black brute lowered his head from its high position and walked lightly around the fae to her rump. He gently touched the base of her banner, flaring his nostrails and breathing in her wonderful perfume. He mounted up swiftly, and with his tail flicking, asked,"Now, what be your cursing? Curse me Alixr, fae. And the other question is, pleasure or foal?" As he waited for her answer, he ajusted himself on her back and gripped her barrel; some of his sword unseathing and lingering by her flower, but then running down her haunches to tease her. He chuckled softly and shifted his weight apon her, deciding it was too late for her to change her mind if she did.
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Post by Itasca[Tazz] on Dec 19, 2008 23:34:31 GMT -5
Digger shivered with excitement as his anatomy raised above hers melting there scents into one. Seeing as this is the first time, i wouldn't mind a foal Her lyrics hissed. Her hind pillars Spread wider letting her perfume escape all over his sheath. Again her body moved in a rhythmic motion. She snorted slightly awaiting the leasure to come.
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Post by L Y N X ! on Dec 26, 2008 19:28:46 GMT -5
Alixr nodded, listening to her sing of offspring. Much more enjoyable for him, of course. He shivered again as her scent began to taunt him so much it was almsot painful, and so he thrust his sword into her flower, grunting as he moved himself closer to her bodice. He trembled slightly as he moved himself about, trying to break through some of her stuborn folds, while every so often rubbing a few pleasure spots in the process. He swept his tounge once over her neck, flaring nostrails. He moved back and forth on her now, his sword being pulled in and out as he did so, grinning in pleasure. He began seeding her, causing some to spill on her haunches as he moved in and out of her, arching his body over her a bit. He stopped moving and seeding the fae, eyeing her as his sword hung out of her bodice, waiting for reactions to his movements.
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